Secret Knowledge

words and wishes of Michael McLeod

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The days are wasting me away... Strange to look forward to weekends with eager anticipation, free of science and all silliness, yet nothing changes or challenges the middle of my mind successfully when Saturday rolls around... A book, poem or short story offers satisfaction, but Sydney is dragging me down. Sad songs do sound better, especially when moaning about lonesome love and the loneliness of life (Ryan Adams, Silver Jews, High Fidelity soundtrack, Lucinda Williams & Townes Van Zandt are all in heavy rotation). I no longer know what I am waiting for, but I guess we will come face to face, someday soon, and if I should not like the look of my friend or foe, I shall calmly spit in His face and call it quits.

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